And that makes her pause, bringing up a hand to pinch the bridge of her nose. Christ. This is what she has to deal with?
"This is a foolish endeavor. And when you do get yourself killed, I only wish to be around so I could say that I told you so."
With that step closer, the spy steps back, pulling her gun from its holster and aiming it out towards the pyro.
"Stop lying to me. You are only going to make things worse for yourself. After all, I am hardly the only person in this base."
“Come on spy this isnt exactly the best time for an interogation right?
just uh, Got lost in the halls, alright?
all this Blue looks the same, ha…”
oh alright, she steps closer
“Not buying it?”
she needs a minute, hold on, keeping the phlog trained on the spy as she starts to asjust and take off her mask
there we go
“would you believe me if I said I sleep walk?”
... Nope, she still could not decipher that mumbling to save her damn life, though the sight of the phlog was enough to keep the spy from stepping any closer.
"Where exactly do you think you are going at a time like this?"
She hears that decloak and knife, Quickly turning around with her phlog!
seeing the spy and in turn, backing away from her
“Hrrrrh buddmph, Mrph mruddah?”
Heck, mask voice
Where in the world could she possibly be going?
Except, maybe, to their rooms.
Either way, she's not too keen on finding out, decloaking and flipping open her knife.
She’s more keeping her eyes on the path ahead, not on what may be following her. sneaking will be quite easy.
Of course, with a bit of that stalking it will soon be clear that she isnt heading for the intel, or the kitchens!
If they’re attacking RED, she’s going to go attack BLU!
yeah, that makes sense! there should be less with some in the base already!
Jetpack! Flying over to the BLU battlements!
"Well, if nothing else, at least you seem honest. That is a rarity in and of itself."
The spy turned on her heel to walk out, giving a lazy wave to the engineer as she went.
"I'm sure we'll meet again, one way or another. For now, I leave you to your work. Goodnight, laborer."
“I’ll go ahead and admir,
I dont know what business you have with the scout, nor do I care.
being on ‘good sides’ doesnt matter much in this line of work. I prefer to make myself on the winning side.
I’ll be in the workshop if anything changes…
after I get my coffee”